I’m sitting home on a Thursday night, the night before Christmas Eve (which doesn’t mean much to me since I’m kind of a Grinch) sucking the sugar off Watermelon sour patch.
I’m basically bummed about my first term as a college student. As much as I say I don’t care to make friends and meet new many people, I’m lying so hard (eh). I love my friends now despite the fact that I rarely see them I feel like they’re the best of what I’m going to get and so I don’t myself out there…I know what you’re thinking, “that’s why you’re home on a Thursday night”... and you’re right, unfortunately. So this is why next term I’m going to see what I can do on the basis of making at least two new friends. I mean, obviously I’m not going to force myself on people but I wont completely close everyone out. Oh, boy. I wonder how long I'll keep this attitude, I’m sure not for very long.
Although I frequently say I hate my school, and I do most of the time, I do love seeing the one out of twenty guys that I’m attracted to during the week.
anyway..
MERRY CHIRTSTMAS MOTHER FUCKERS!
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